When Matty's last front tooth was loose and no one was allowed to touch it, it was Sam who had casually reached up and removed the tooth before Matty had time to react. Sam was more than happy to repeat his triumphant performance and so with Polly holding Matty still Sam positioned himself. “It'll hurt,” wailed Matty. “No it won't,” replied his gleeful sibling. “It won't hurt me at all.” And with that he yanked the tooth out.
Negotiations are now under way as to what percentage of the tooth fairy's 'compensation payout' is Sam entitled to.
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Polly has taken the boys to a Halloween/Rainbow party leaving me here to write this. As she left she told me she had hung a 'No Trick or Treating' sign up on the door, provided by our community police officer, in on attempt to leave me undisturbed. Personally I don't mind Trick or Treating. I roll to the door and look at the children. I roll my eyes, twitch a little, and in a rasping monotone say, “I went Trick and Treating once. We called at the wrong house and look what happened to me.” I pause, and then add, “I was the lucky one.” I'm rarely disturbed again.